While Lin Chu held his meeting, Wu Hao practiced his forms nearby, sinking into a horse stance and casually listening in.
At first, he didn't pay much attention.
'It was all his boss's business, and it had nothing to do with me.'
But as Lin Chu spoke more, he gradually began to understand, and a sense of curiosity and excitement started to build within him.
This...
'What Lin Chu is talking about...'
'I don't know if the others recognize this, but I sure do!'
'Isn't this just a... "Hall"!'
'It has men! It has money! It even has entertainment!'
Wu Hao didn't have many other hobbies. His greatest interest was reading all sorts of novels, limited to wuxia fiction and various "secret histories of the old martial world."
To be honest, he deeply yearned for the ways of that bygone era.
It was just that in the modern era, he often felt that people's hearts were no longer what they used to be.
And at this moment...
He felt a strange thrill.
